This is a song about "Drugs money sakki the cop killa"

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

People in those ghettoes are still victims of the racist cop shit,

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

To much drugs in the bloodstream,

Be the king, that was part of my dream

An anonymous killa like the zodiac stop acting up like cody and zack

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Noose around the neck and all, robo-cop has wronged you all,

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs